Body Language

Ballet Helped Me Reclaim My Identity as a Queer Iranian

Imagination could only take me so far. I was ready to dance—and this time my mom couldn’t say no.

Jul 20, 2020
The Small Beauty of Funeral Sex

There is something about sex that feels like an unequivocal “fuck you” to death, taking something back from that which has taken something from you.

Jul 15, 2020
A Scar Is Not a Story

The sentiment persists that scars construct character. I wish it were that easy.

Feb 03, 2017
To Face a Family

That my brother and I were not white like the rest of my family didn’t seem to matter much. And then it did.

Dec 09, 2016
After the Playground

I wanted someone to play with, but I wanted to create the rules.

Oct 14, 2016
The Grooming of the Bride

“You’ll feel like a baby,” she said. But I didn’t want to feel like a baby.

Jul 29, 2016
The Long Line to Tonight

“In line, you cannot ignore the intelligence of the flesh.”

May 20, 2016